twenty one

twenty one and slowly coming to terms with the fact that
I am never going to be entirely happy.
I have spent - more time than I like to admit -
chasing after things that are inevitably going to hurt
or leave me.

As a race, humans are unable to be content
with that which they have been given.
We are constantly asking - hoping for more than
which we have, been given or picked.

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